colgate comedy hour? more like minute.

- I liked learning about podocytes. I like to think of them as existing in places other than the glomerulus. Little footlike projections pulling on strands of everything - the future, the present. Your innards. Maybe they do. 

- The goal for the next week is to close out all portfolios and pack lunch and snacks for myself everyday. Also, have sort of a game plan for dinners. Monday: mac n' cheese and hot dogs. Tuesday: meatloaf and potatoes. The call and response for this is, "Your record collection is very meat and potatoes" and "You're making me look bad in front of Howie!" ...if you haven't watched I Think You Should Leave walk, don't run to your ex's login page.

- In reading the posts of my acquaintances that have more/more severe autistic traits than myself I find myself doubting; but then I realize that if left to my own devices I would eat, like, four things and the story I tell myself about how "It's just because I'm busy; I'd eat a variety of foods if I only had time and money to do it!" is...not accurate. It would probably just be my weird-ass comfort foods that don't get stuck in my teeth, don't do much for me nutritionally, and give me specific types of stimulation; I'm talking about extreme spiciness. I'm sensory seeking and sensory avoidant food-wise! But that doesn't work from a functional standpoint. So I'll be gamifying packing a variety of foods in my lunch.

- Connections between disordered eating patterns and neurodivergence - surely that's a research study already in progress somewhere, right? If not maybe that's my capstone right there. Because that would sure as hell alleviate some guilt for a lot of people. As much as I would like to hand ownership of my disordered eating over to society, really, it's probably that plus certain neurodiverse traits. And how would that affect the treatment protocol, etc. etc.

- It's always a little bonkers meeting a person and realizing they are the child equivalent of (or to?) an adult I know or vice versa. Sort of checking out the kid's parents and trying to transpose the adult's parents over the child's and wondering if the kid's looking at a similar set of parents as the adult I know. Or maybe there's a better goodness of fit. Or a worse one. 

- Anyway. Mother's Day is over. It went about as well for me as it did for you. As much or more cleaning as/than usual and now trying to play Persona 5  because it's fun but it's so damn long. 

- Tomorrow we'll see how many pieces the world is in.